She lay listless in his arms. She knew only few pages of her
life is left with him. After few moments he will be gone and she will strive in
loneliness. Looking for answers she looked deep into his eyes. They were lucid
and as if reading her. Trying to understand her and look deep into her. She could
feel his breath on her face. She wanted to reach out and caress the broad
forehead where locks gathered together. But it seemed more and more distant now.
It was so near and yet so far! His tender fingers were flowing over her face. She
wished for the moment to last forever. Her heart ached with love for him. With
that feeling she closed her eyes and could feel the world closing in on her.
And she slowly passed away into oblivion as if dying in his arms.
He sat and pondered for a moment. He was completely in love
with her, the protagonist. With that feeling he slowly kept the novel back in
the shelf.
